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Chapter 587 [Forced fusion! 】

Chapter 587 [Forced fusion!]

Chapter 163 [Forced Fusion!]

Looking at the burning navy blue fire on the Dragon Spirit's scepter, Zhao Yan could no longer suppress his possession in his heart and rushed forward.

"Evil Dragon Emperor!"

At the same time, Zhao Yan's thoughts moved and his lips stuttered a few times.

"call out!!"

Under Zhao Yan's call for his thoughts, the Evil Dragon Emperor, nearly 1700 to 800 meters long, opened the third demonic eye on his forehead. With a sharp whistling sound, a purple-black thunder as thick as an arm shot out of thin air from the demonic eye, and almost at the same time, it bombarded the Dragon Spirit Scepter.

“Buzz…”

After erosion of this purple-black thunder, the Dragon Spirit Scepter immediately buzzed, and the navy blue flames shrouded on it were like a pool of clear water. A bucket of ink was suddenly poured into a bucket of ink, becoming turbid and muddy.

The Abyss Demon Eye has a natural ability to induce. If a cultivator in the ordinary golden elixir realm stares for more than three seconds, his whole mind will be lost, and his soul will be trapped in a strange quagmire in an instant and cannot move.

Zhao Yan was once plotted against by the Abyss Demon Eyes and almost died because of this, so he still remembers it fresh.

Now, after the abyss demonic eye was fused by the Evil Dragon Emperor, its power not only did not weaken, but to some extent, it has even increased a lot. So now a purple lightning slashes down, the effect is particularly significant.

As the best Taoist weapon, the Dragon Spirit Scepter has long since left the chaotic and spiritless form of spiritual treasures. To a certain extent, it also has a certain mindset.

However, now, after suddenly being attacked by the Evil Dragon Emperor, his natural behavior has become slow and stiff. This change is exactly what Zhao Yan dreamed of.

"Hao!"

Zhao Yan shouted angrily, and his whole body turned into a dragon-shaped combat state in an instant. His whole body was covered by a layer of prism-shaped azure scales, which was solemn and slaughtering.

Looking at the Dragon Spirit Scepter trapped in action, Zhao Yan licked his lips and stopped hesitating. The second thought was also passed on to the Evil Dragon Emperor.

"Aoaoao~~~"

With a roar to the sky, the Evil Dragon Emperor's secret weapon, the fifth dragon claw, fell from the sky in an instant, and hesitated to capture the Dragon Spirit Scepter.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...

This time, the fifth dragon claw did not transform into a huge dragon claw phantom, but rushed forward directly, condensed the power on the palm of his hand, and then grabbed it hard on the handle of the Dragon Spirit Scepter.

Compared with other parts of the Dragon Spirit Scepter, the part of this handle obviously suffers much less fire erosion.

Now the fifth dragon claw was grabbed on the handle, as if it had hit the weak point of the Dragon Spirit Scepter, making it more and more unable to move, but it was just buzzing in vain, trying to struggle to bind.

At the same time, the blue fire with scorching energy was also desperately rushing towards the handle position.

"Bone Dragon Sword!!"

Looking at the blue flames burning the fifth dragon claw phantom, Zhao Yan couldn't help but tremble his eyes and hurriedly urged the Bone Dragon Sword to attack.

"Scandium!" "Scandium!"...

With the pull of the Bone Dragon Sword, the Dragon Spirit Scepter had to turn the navy blue fire on it again to protect the Dragon Spirit Scepter from damage.

"Hmph!! I want to see how powerful this Ancestral Dragon Soul Fire is..."

After licking his lips, Zhao Yan rushed down, and clusters of true energy were gushing from his palm.

With the restraint of the Bone Dragon Sword, all the ancestor dragon soul fire on the Dragon Spirit Scepter is used to confront the Bone Dragon Sword, and there is no room for maneuver.

Now he has suffered the slow technique of the Abyss Demon Eye, and then he was caught by the fifth dragon claw phantom. It can be said that he is on the verge of collapse.

Therefore, when Zhao Yan's body swooped down and came to a place only dozens of meters away from the Dragon Spirit Scepter, the Dragon Spirit Scepter could not even release a decent offensive.

“Strip!!”

Zhao Yan waved his hand suddenly, and the ultimate true energy in his hand immediately caused a swell of air to shake, sweeping towards the blue fire.

"boom!!"

With a deafening roar, the blue fire was immediately bombarded and scattered. A small ball of blue fire, which was nearly the size of a fist, was even controlled by Zhao Yan, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, with his true energy, so that he would not fly back to the Dragon Spirit Scepter.

"Swish!" "Swish!"...

This small fist-sized ancestral dragon soul fire showed a pure navy color, which made Zhao Yan, who was dozens of meters away, feel hot all over and dry mouth. Obviously, the temperature of the ancestral dragon soul fire was extremely imposing. Moreover, what was even more terrifying was that Zhao Yan felt a cold and cold atmosphere faintly in the ancestral dragon soul fire. This shocked him very much.

You should know that the yin and yang of heaven and earth will turn back when things are extreme. Only the extremely fierce and scorching fire can a cold breath extend out. This breath is neither fire nor ice, but it can burn all things and its power is unparalleled.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Ancestral Dragon Soul Fire is so fierce..."

After licking his lips, Zhao Yan felt the breath from the Ancestral Dragon Soul Fire carefully, and for a moment hesitated.

It is obvious that on the one hand, Zhao Yan was very shocked by the power of the Ancestral Dragon Soul Fire, and on the other hand, he began to worry that his body would not be able to withstand the erosion of this fire.

Although he is a dragon blood warrior and his physical strength is the best in the Jiuzhou Continent, he is still a little hesitant in the face of this kind of ancestor dragon soul fire.

Finally, after a moment—

"snort!"

Zhao Yan snorted coldly and said with a stern look: "Since the Dragon Soul Fire, Dragon War can bear it, why can't I? As a dragon blood warrior, my physical strength is even stronger than that of him!!"

Grinning, Zhao Yan immediately made up his mind. With his personality, he would definitely not give up the opportunity to transform in a close way because of risks.

"Swoosh!!"

After making a secret idea, Zhao Yan immediately spit out a violent true energy force. This true energy force directly wrapped the fist-sized ancestor dragon soul fire.

The ancestor dragon soul fire lost the control of the Dragon Spirit Scepter. Although he still wanted to return to the Dragon Spirit Scepter in terms of instinctive desires, he still deviated from the direction after Zhao Yan's forced pull and pulled it off. He was beating randomly sweeping towards Zhao Yan's open mouth.

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Longmu Mountain, four or five hundred miles away, was wearing a brand new purple gold dragon robe. Its face was radiant and its fighting spirit soared into the sky.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the Dragon Spirit Scepter in his hand. Under the beating of Zhao Yanduo's method treasure, he became in danger and couldn't help but feel anxious.

However, the next moment, his tightly frown brows couldn't help but stretch, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes showed a smile.

"This arrogant boy dares to devour the Ancestral Dragon Soul Fire, Hum... It seems that if I don't need to do it, this guy will die suddenly on the spot..."

The corner of his mouth slightly raised a curve, and Long Zhan changed his eyes, not even paying attention to the situation of the Dragon Spirit Scepter. Instead, he looked at Zhao Yan's situation with all his attention.

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